When Monsoon Arrives

That known smell of earth in the air,

Nature starts painting the sky,

With dark clouds,

Sounds of thunder alert us,

Daylight takes a break,

Clouds want to kiss the sea,

Raindrops hug the trees,

Earth cuddles with water from the sky,

Children get reasons to bunk the school,

Adults sigh thinking about childhood,

I will dust off the old books,

To make paper boats,

When Monsoon Arrives,

I welcome it with pakora and retro songs.